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there was a call at 3am at jfk |
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I guess you stayed cause you wanted to stay |
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and we went from 0 to everything all in a day |
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and then kennedy took you away |
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I thought of a short robe that was keeping you warm |
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and the moments that make up your life till you wake up |
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you sit on a swing in the dark with a girl |
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and she tells you she wanted to kiss you |
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and you know the worst part of a good day |
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is hearing yourself say goodbye to one more possibility day |
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it goes on |
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and on |
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I go west but your weather has changed |
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your just scared, I mistake it for strange |
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when you want me to leave |
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then you start to believe I should stay |
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I got to get out of LA |
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it seems like the short days are over |
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cause you just don't sleep in the daylight |
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so I don't sit up nights |
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I lie on my back on the top of a hill |
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and your body is breaking the sky cause you're shaking |
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and the worst part of a good day |
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is knowing its slipping away |
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thats one more possibility day |
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that is gone |
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we were waiting for winter this year |
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but you came and it never appeared |
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me and you we know too many reasons |
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for people and seasons |
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that pass like they weren't even here |
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not living in smiles is better you say |
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we carry the burdens of all of our days |
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so scared that you'll leave |
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you're scared that I'll stay |
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its an impossibility day |
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we only saw half the ballet |
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I said goodnight, goodbye |
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it seems like a good thing |
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so you know its a good lie |
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you can run out of choices |
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and still hear a voice in your head |
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when you're lying in bed |
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and it says that the best part of a bad day |
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is knowing its ok |
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the color of everything changes |
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the sky rearranges its shade |
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and your smile doesn't fade |
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into a phone call and one bad decision we made |
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and the worst part of a good day |
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is the one thing you don't say |
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and you don't know how but you wish there was some way |
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so you pull down the shades and you shut out the light |
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cause somehow we mixed up goodbye and goodnight |
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and the one thing you wont say |
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is everyone knows possibility days are impossible |
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it just feels wrong, so wrong |
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still you're gone, long gone |
